Electron With Extra Steps

Finally, someone said the quiet part out loud. Every time management pushes for a shiny new tech stack, my bank account feels a disturbance in the force. That moment when your 15 years of C++ wizardry becomes less valuable than a junior who completed "Rust in 30 Days" on Udemy. Memory safety? More like salary safety... for the company. The tech industry's greatest magic trick: convincing us that rewriting perfectly functional systems is about "innovation" rather than resetting the salary clock. Same playbook as when they renamed "programmers" to "software engineers" to "developers" to "ninjas" - different title, same work, fresh salary bands. Guess I'll start learning Rust while updating my LinkedIn to "Blockchain AI Quantum Rust Developer" to stay relevant until the next language comes to destroy my market value.

Ah, the classic programmer's solution to avoiding C and Rust—just go for pizza instead! After 15 years in the industry, I've learned that sometimes the best programming language is whatever's on the menu. Memory management giving you nightmares? Pointer errors making you question your career choices? Just order a Margherita and pretend those problems don't exist. The pizza-driven development methodology: where the only garbage collection you need to worry about is clearing your plate.

That crushing moment when you've spent 3 months building your revolutionary microservice architecture with cutting-edge tech stack, only for your friend to glance at it and say "cool" before asking if you've seen the latest Netflix show. The emotional damage is immeasurable. Your creation—your child —dismissed with the same enthusiasm people reserve for mediocre sandwich choices. Next time I'll just say I've been "watching TV" instead of "rewriting my entire app in Rust because JavaScript hurt my feelings."

Ah, the eternal Rust evangelism strike force and their undying optimism! The meme shows the slow descent into madness of someone waiting for C/C++ to finally die off. Starting in 2015: "Any day now!" By 2018: "Hmm, checking my watch, should be happening soon..." 2022: "I'll just lie down here in this field of broken promises." And finally 2025: "Just bury me with my memory-safe abstractions." Meanwhile, C++ is still running literally everything important in the world. Sorry Rustaceans, those 40-year-old codebases aren't rewriting themselves—no matter how many times you mention "fearless concurrency" at the company holiday party.

The eternal battle between programming languages in one perfect sumo match! The massive C and C++ community stands like an immovable mountain of legacy code and performance, while tiny Rust enthusiasts desperately try to push them over with their memory safety arguments. It's like watching your little cousin try to convince your stubborn uncle that his 40-year-old way of doing things might have some flaws. "But... but... we prevent segmentation faults at compile time!" Yeah, good luck with that, kiddo. The C/C++ devs just pat them on the head while continuing to manually manage memory like it's 1972.

Congratulations! You've found the only relationship where emotional abuse is actually a feature, not a bug. The Rust compiler treats you like garbage, tells you everything is your fault, and makes you feel utterly inadequate—but unlike your ex, it's deliberately doing this to make you a better person. That error message showing you exactly where you messed up? That's not passive-aggressive—that's just aggressive-aggressive. And that warm fuzzy feeling when your code finally compiles? It's Stockholm syndrome with benefits. At least the compiler is consistent and actually helps you grow, unlike certain humans who can't be tamed even with unsafe{} blocks. Honestly, it's the healthiest toxic relationship you'll ever have.